Your Highness, the Proton of the Book, forgive me

Jiang Xian stood up suddenly, his eyes glanced coldly at everyone:

"It seems that you have misunderstood Gu Duo, Gu Duo has never had the tolerance for tolerance, and the people Gu Duo recognizes are those who will live and die forever.

Gu doesn't care about the state of the country, nor the future of the emperor's heir, as long as he is alone, whoever dares to slander him will die alone.Lonely people will win each other with their lives. "

"His Royal Highness calm down."

Jiang Xian's shocking words made everyone present feel ashamed and knelt down to plead guilty.

Master Hong was also stunned at this moment, and was splashed with two cups of tea one after another, and the drunkenness disappeared immediately.

At this moment, he fell to the ground in fear.

Wei Cang hurriedly cupped his hands to smooth things over: "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, is serious. Mr. Hong is drinking and talking nonsense. Don't you care, Your Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Oh?"

Jiang Xian drank the wine in shock, his cheeks were slightly flushed.

He is tall and has long legs, with a wide-sleeved robe loosely covering his body, coupled with that harmless smiling face, he is indescribably chic, suave, rich and romantic.

People dare not look directly at him.

Jiang Xian glanced across the crowd casually in shock, and finally tilted his head slightly, falling on Qian Zuisheng's face.

Qian Zuisheng's Adam's apple slid up and down, and his fingers curled up unconsciously under the dragon robe.

"Yes yes yes... I'm so old and confused..." Mr. Hong kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Really?" Jiang Xian sneered in surprise.

Master Hong's back shivered: "That's right, that's right... this old man is drunk and stupefied, Xue'er has already betrothed to someone else, and originally wanted to ask His Majesty and His Royal Highness to marry him... this old man..."

Mr. Hong was carrying a big bag on his shoulders, and kowtowed.

Jiang Xian nodded in shock: "Since that's the case, ministers, who has a girl who is waiting to be married and dreams of being a concubine?"

"Don't dare, dare not..." "No, no..." "The little girl is already married..." "Reporting to His Royal Highness, although the little girl is waiting in the boudoir, she has already been betrothed to someone..."

The courtiers were scared out of their wits. Wherever Jiang Xian's eyes fell, the courtiers kowtowed and begged for mercy.

Thrill like whack-a-mole.

The difference is that these gophers never got up again after they were beaten.

Only then did Jiang Xianjing slowly sit down beside Qian Zuisheng: "In that case, please get up, my lords!"

The ministers wiped their cold sweat and got up one after another.

Master Hong also stood up, and Jiang Xian pressed his hand down in shock: "Master Hong..."

Master Hong's face was pale, and he knelt down again hastily.

Jiang Xianjing smiled lightly: "Master Hong is old, so don't be greedy in the future."

"Yes yes yes... I would like to obey His Royal Highness's order."

Mr. Hong was too horrified by Jiang Xian's shocking words. He knew that he had made a mistake, and he regretted and felt ashamed. He had nowhere to put his hands and feet.

Jiang Xian stared at the embarrassed Master Hong, and suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.

Although Mr. Hong has selfish intentions, Jiang Xianjing, the veteran of the three dynasties, only wanted to kill a chicken for the monkey to see, and he didn't want to make things too embarrassing for him.

Immediately waved his hand to signal him to get up.

Unexpectedly, Qian Zuisheng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up: "Lord Hong, you spoiled the country by being greedy for drinking, disrespected the imperial court, and offended His Royal Highness. Now that I am thinking of the elders of the three dynasties, death penalty is inevitable, and life penalty is inevitable. If you drag it down, you will be punished for fifty years." , demoted to common people, in order to imitate others."

The ruling and opposition parties were in an uproar...

A group of courtiers who had just stood up knelt down again, the head of the court was covered with darkness.

Qian Zuisheng took the opportunity to blink at Jiang Xianjing fawningly.

Jiang Xianjing didn't appreciate it, and sat down with a cold snort.

Wei Cang was frightened and angry: "Your Majesty... Mr. Hong is old, and I'm afraid he won't be able to bear the blame!"

"Yes, Your Majesty, it is not appropriate to see blood on New Year's Eve. Please think twice, Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty, I was confused for a moment..." Master Hong's face was flushed, and he almost burst into tears.

Qian Zuisheng remained unmoved: "Pull it down..."

The guards rushed in one after another, dragging Mr. Hong up from the ground like a chicken, and dragging him outside.

There was a sound of kowtow.

"His Royal Highness, please spare me!" In desperation, someone yelled.

Lord Hong followed suit as if grasping at straws.

Jiang Xian propped his chin in shock and looked at Qian Zuisheng, who pursed his thin lips and looked back at him.

Jiang Xianjing sighed helplessly: "Wait a minute..."

The guard let go of his hand, Master Hong rolled back to the center of the Jade Hall, throwing himself on the ground.

Jiang Xianjing said lightly: "Your Majesty, I think that what you ministers said is very true. Mr. Hong is old, why don't you let him retire and return to his hometown!"

Qian Zuisheng hurriedly got up, clasped his fists together and gave Jiang Xianjing a [-]-degree gift: "I would like to obey the order of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Jiang Xian almost fell over in shock.

The female relatives next door who had been as quiet as a chicken suddenly heard the sound of cups falling.

Qianyechen didn't speak, Xue'er kept being polite, and the movement next door didn't fall into everyone's ears.

Xue'er's complexion became paler and paler.

Jiang Xian stunned Mr. Hong, but Xueer was fine, but Mrs. Hong accidentally knocked over the teacup.

All the female relatives did not dare to vent their anger.

Qianyechen stared at Xue'er for a long time, and suddenly stared at Madam Hong coldly: "Madam, please go back!"

All the orders came out in a file as if they were being pardoned.

After Qian Zuisheng finished washing, Jiang Xianjing sat on the edge of the table holding the flagon.

For some reason, Qian Zui Sheng looked at the burgundy back, and suddenly felt a little apprehensive.

In fact, Master Hong was right.

He had indeed seen that Xue'er, after Jiang Xian left in shock, he was out of his mind for a while.

As long as he gets a little bit involved with Jiang Xianjing, his heart will be pierced.

It happened that Mrs. Hong brought Xue'er into the palace to greet Qianyechen. The sun was shining brightly that day, and Qian Zuisheng could see a flaming figure from a distance.

Qian Zuisheng suddenly lost his mind.

At that time, several officials from the Ministry of Rites were standing behind Qian Zuisheng, discussing matters with him.

As soon as Master Hong mentioned it today, Qian Zuisheng knew that he wanted bad food.

Jiang Xian didn't turn his head when he heard the footsteps, Qian Zui's voice was a little timid, and his tone of reproach was not so righteous:

"Why are you still drinking? Obedient, you made an exception today, so don't drink in the past few years..."

Qian Zuisheng stretched out his hand, and Jiang Xianjing obediently handed over the flagon.

"What you said today..." Qian Zuisheng touched the tip of his nose and tried to speak.

"Your Majesty, please don't take it to heart if you lie to them."

Jiang Xian climbed onto the couch in surprise, and lay face down, Qian Zui said awkwardly, "But Gu has already listened to it in his heart."

Jiang Xian didn't seem to hear it.

"Actually, you don't have to be like this. Lord Hong relies on the old to sell the old, and I have my own way to take care of him."

Qian Zuisheng grabbed Jiang Xianjing's hand, and poked it in from the wide sleeve.

Jiang Xianjing didn't refuse.

Qian Zuisheng's courage suddenly grew, and he rubbed his chin against Jiang Xianjing's neck impatiently: "Xianjing..."

Jiang Xianjing still didn't speak, the line of his jaw was obviously tense, and his Adam's apple couldn't help sliding up and down.

paper tiger...

Qian Zui laughed out loud, unconsciously becoming presumptuous again.

Jiang Xianjing finally couldn't bear it anymore, and kicked Qian Zuisheng on the shoulder: "Your Majesty, do you want to lose face?"

"Shameless, I only want you!" Qian Zui said seriously.